The sun's heat was scorching as I lay on my towel, sweat pouring off me as I worked on my tan. My pale mid-western skin wasn't used to such intense sunlight and it was definitely taking some getting used to. The burning sunlight was so bright that I had to flip the upper part of my towel over my face and wear my sunglasses under it to be able to lay on my back.
"Better be careful! You're starting to burn." Came your sweet, friendly voice.
I held up the edge of the towel and looked towards the sound of the voice and suddenly the lump I felt made it impossible to do more than nod. The crystal green eyes smiling at me were the most stunning I had ever seen. Set in deeply tanned, smooth skin and framed by silky golden hair that danced in the light breeze. You were lying on your stomach, supporting your upper body off your towel with your elbows as you looked at me. Your large, full breasts squeezed between your upper arms looked like they were about to explode out of the bikini top. The curve of your back guiding my eyes to a luscious, full bottom that I wanted to cup in my hands! Impossibly long legs, toned and shapely, completed the incredible woman facing me.
"You really need to put some sunscreen on or you'll spend the rest of your vacation stuck in a hotel room with sunburn."
"How do you know I'm here on vacation?"
Your laughter was contagious as you answer me, "For one you look like Caspers cousin! Two, anyone from around here would KNOW they needed sunscreen to be out in this sun! Three, I can see your room key sticking out of your shoes."
I laughed along with you at all three very obvious reasons. When we both finally stopped laughing I held out my hand to shake. "I'm Mark. Thanks for the advice.....???"
"My friends call me Honey. You DO have sunscreen right?"
"I'll make sure I pick some up when I leave so I have it for tomorrow."
"Lay back down, I've got some and from the look of you I bet you're already going to have a pretty good burn. If you stay out here any longer without sunscreen you'll blister and so much for any fun YOU wanted to have on vacation."
Not knowing any logical reason to refuse, plus excited by the thought of having one of the most gorgeous women I've ever seen rub me down, I quickly lay back as you started applying lotion to my arms, upper torso and finally my legs. You started laughing again as you were finishing and I tried to see what you were laughing at against the glare of the sun.
"I probably could have saved the lotion, all we need is to borrow someone's umbrella top and stick it on that pole you're sporting." Your laughter softening the blow as you said it.
I flushed bright-red with embarrassment as I caught your meaning and glanced down. There was no denying the erection tenting my swim trunks. I tried to stammer out an apology, feeling like I was dying of embarrassment.
"Don't worry about it sailor." Came your laughing reply. "Every woman enjoys knowing she can have that effect on a man." With a wink you lay back down on your arms facing me.
We spent the afternoon talking and laughing, enjoying the cool breeze off the ocean and the pitchers of margaritas from the stand on the beach. Before we knew it, we were sitting together watching the sun slide into the ocean, the indescribable colors of the sky rendering us both speechless as we shared a deeply intimate moment that only lovers normally experience. The only sounds disturbing the silence were the cries of the sea birds and the quiet hiss of the waves as they gently raced up the beach. As the last of the suns fiery orb disappeared below the rim of the ocean, we finally stirred, realizing we had a long walk back to the parking lot in the darkening night.
I groaned out loud as the sunburn made itself known. Not realizing how badly burned I was while the margaritas numbed me earlier, I now knew I was in for a challenge just to make it back to the car. Your concerned expression as you looked at me was both sweet and somewhat frightening as it let me know the burn looked every bit as bad as it felt. Even so, you couldn't help but laugh at me as I groaned while trying to put on my shirt.
Sarcasm dripping from your voice as you mock me, "I'll pick some up tonight and have it for tomorrow." I couldn't help but laugh along with you as you repeat my statement from earlier in a dopey voice. Your laughter ringing across the empty beach like a bell cheering me up despite the pain I'm feeling. You walk beside me as we slowly make our way back to the lot. Once we get there you gently help me into my car.
"You really did a number on yourself sailor. I don't know how you are going to carry this stuff inside when you get back, plus you need aloe, and A LOT of it. No way you'll be able to put it on alone, SO....I'll follow you to help you out and make sure you get in safe. I normally wouldn't do this you know but I figure I'm pretty safe. If you get fresh all I have to do is slap you......anywhere....and you'll collapse!" Your laughing voice as you said that last part drawing a laugh from me as well, despite the misery I was feeling.
You pulled up next to me in the hotel lot after our short drive back. Helping me carry my few items up to the hotel room, you instruct me to go take a cool shower while you run down to the lobby for some aloe.
"Throw your clothes on the floor and I'll throw them in the wash for you too When I get back." You make it back to the room and hear the shower running but when you check the floor, no clothes are to be seen. "Hey, where did put your clothes?"
"I'm still wearing them, I couldn't take them off.", comes my reply from the shower.
You pull the curtains back and start laughing again at me as you see me standing under the running water, fully dressed, arms hanging at my sides with my forehead leaned against the wall.
Tears rolling down your face, "Oh babe! You poor thing! Here, I'll help." Stepping in the shower with a compassionate look on your face, you gently ease the shirt off my arms and upper body, trying to keep it from touching my skin at all. Next you start untying the string on my trunks.
I come alive at this, "Hey! Whoa! Hang on! I don't have anything on under these!"
Mischief on your face as your eyes start twinkling at my sudden discomfort, "You think I haven't seen a man naked before? Trust me, you're in good hands." You slide my trunks down and my erection, dragged down by the trunks, springs back and forcefully slaps against my stomach. You smile again at the confused look on my face, knowing what I am tempted to try, but obviously worried that I could offend you if I did. You bite your lower lip as you begin to slide off your clothing as well.
"Well it isn't fair for you to be the only one naked is it?" ......... to be continued